To be or not to be

He tried to fly to know the world in an instant,
Ignoring the world, he tried hard.
Higher he soared, more the dream became distant,
When the comfort is around, experience gets debarred.

Disappointed, heartbroken he came back to the thorny throne,
Looked in the eyes of the people who made the world.
The carefree smiles, the nervous gaze and the tears with the happiness gone,
Amused, to the walking he was hurled.

Zone of comfort was unwillingly broken,
Harsh realities being shoved in the face.
The happiness gone but received was content’s token,
Little did he knew that this was the ultimate aim of his race.

A powerful message to us all, Prateek. I particularly like the analogy between the high-soaring bird and Man’s constant desire for knowledge and happiness. We are never content with what we have and continue on this never-ending quest – at the expense of losing still more of what we seek. 🙂